Chapter 721 The Holy Emperor of the Sun

The night is deep... Lun Yuyou hangs high in the sky, and the wing-colored ocean is undulating in the distance... The island is dull and hazy, with red cliffs and strange rocks, and the old medicine greets the moon and glows.

Tanggu, the six-zhang golden hibiscus undead tree is bright, illuminating the night sky, an old man in green clothes under the tree, full of confusion, did not respond to Ye Fan.

In front of him, an ancient sarcophagus was laid out, filled with a strange aura, and everything on the island became strange because of this.

Above the golden hibiscus tree, an ancient temple is located, looming, majestic and majestic, majestic.

The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have lost his soul.

"Senior!" Ye Fan raised his voice, facing the one-armed old man, and took a few steps forward.

In front of the Fusang Sacred Tree, the flames were soaring, the holy power of the sun was running, and the sarcophagus was terrifying. Not a single monk could approach it, and I didn't know how many people were trying to kill the tree, but they could only stop.

Especially when the Jinwu clan approached several times, they were all forced back by the one-armed old man and the qi of the sarcophagus. The giant murderer, like a dormant, would violently injure people at any time, and no one dared to act rashly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Some people said coldly. They saw Ye Fan walking forward and approaching the old man in Tsing Yi, and they were afraid that they would get something.

"We don't care about anything else, this hibiscus tree belongs to my Golden Crow family, and no one should think about it!" An old Golden Crow said calmly.

Beside them, the eight princes of the Jinwu clan all had murderous intentions and surrounded them, trying to trap Ye Fan and kill him immediately.

Li Tian and Yan flew over the goddess stove, sneered in the air, and looked down at them. Lu Crow and two old golden crows flew down, holding black wings and flowing golden mirrors, and came to shock them.

God Son of Taiyin and Taoist Sanque also flew over to help with ancient holy soldiers. People from Guanghan Palace surrounded Yi Qingwu to celebrate her return, but there was no action for the time being.

As for other major forces, such as Renwangdian, Ziwei Shen Dynasty, etc., they watched with a cold eye and temporarily expressed their stance.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense for a while, and the battle had been going on for a long time. It was only because Yi Qingwu got out of trouble that it eased, and at this time, there would be flames rising into the sky again.

Of course, there has always been a battle in the ancient temple, where most of the strong people are concentrated, and they are still fighting at this time. People want to get the inheritance of the ancient human race.

Now, the flames of war finally spread under the undead tree, and a Golden Crow silently shot, turning into a golden light and hitting Ye Fan.

"The princes of the Golden Crow have taken action!" Someone exclaimed.

This clan, the ten princes of a sect, are all leaders of the leader level. They are extremely prosperous and shock the past. No master of a great power can have such a terrifying group of descendants.

The eighth prince of the Jinwu clan shot, this is a young man in his twenties, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he flew out of the fire, burning the sky, and covering Ye Fan below.

However, what people didn't expect was that Ye Fan didn't dodge at all, let the flames come to his body, and in the bath, he didn't get hurt at all.

He ran the ancient scriptures of the sun, strode forward, and approached the old man in blue step by step, even the true fire of the sun overflowing from the divine tree could not hurt him for the time being.

"The Golden Crow is nothing more than that!, ,

Someone sneered in the dark, this was obviously provocation, and wanted them to do their best to deal with Ye Fan and prevent him from moving forward smoothly, because no one knew what his relationship was with the one-armed old man.

"The Jinwu clan claims to be descendants of fairy spirits, but I don't think so. The ninth prince was beheaded by someone, and now the enemy is in front of us, machine..."

"chuck"

A beam of sun-fired essence flew out, interrupting the words of the man in the dark, replaced by a scream, and the provocateur was dyed to ashes on the spot.

There was only a sneer at the corner of the mouth of the second prince of the Golden Crow Clan. All this was trivial to him, but it shocked everyone.

"Oh my God, this is the sun's holy power running to the extreme, and a trace of the sun's fire essence that was born, he actually made this kind of thing!"

"It doesn't matter if you find a powerful position, you can burn it to ashes when you raise your hand. This second prince of the Golden Crow is too scary."

Everyone in the world said that each of the ten princes of the Golden Crow was powerful, and Lu Ya was the most powerful. However, after seeing the second prince rushing out the Sun Fire Spirit, many people were extremely suspicious.

This kind of fire essence can burn the peerless sect master to death, and it is difficult for ordinary powers to resist. How terrible is such a person?

Many people are staring at the second prince of Jinwu, but he has a calm expression, while the first prince of Jinwu is respected in the field, which is even more awe-inspiring.

"Everyone, stand back, today I will kill this person, dare to kill my Jinwu direct descendant, even the resurrection of the ancient emperor of the sun will not be able to save him!"

A prince of the Golden Crow opened his mouth, and they spread out, surrounding the Golden Fusang Tree and Ye Fan in the center.

"You Jinwu people have too much appetite, and you clearly want to swallow this tree of undead alone!" Someone scoffed in the dark.

"This tree is where the ancestors of my Jinwu clan lived, is there any doubt about this?" A prince of the Jinwu clan said.

"What evidence do you have that it is the divine tree of your first ancestor?" The person in the dark sneered.

"That's the evidence!" The land crow spoke in the sky, pointing to the lush golden leaves, where a black nest could be seen vaguely.

"It's useless to say these things. It doesn't prove anything that the Golden Crow once built a nest on it. It is well known to the world that the sacred tree of Fusang accompanied the ancient emperor of the sun to prove the Tao. It belongs to the human race."

The Hall of the King of Humans is one of the oldest inheritances of the human race. Their statement at this time made the atmosphere of the scene subtle.

The tenth prince of the Jinwu clan stood up, he was the youngest, he was young and vigorous, and he spoke very rudely, saying: "In various myths and legends, Fusang and Jinwu are inseparable, even my clan suspects that the ancient sun The emperor is the ancestor of our Golden Crow."

"Ha regrets..." Li Tian laughed loudly, holding the goddess stove and looking down, saying: "Why don't you say that the originator of Renwang Palace, the founder of Guanghan Qiong, the ancestor of Ziwei Shenxiao, and the father of Bajing Palace are all Where is the incarnation of your first ancestor?"

Who owns the Fusang Sacred Tree? Everyone present is on guard, and all the major forces want to grab it.

But people know that there is definitely no one family that can monopolize it, only everyone can divide it up. In the end, it's just a question of how much you can get. The toughness now is to get more in the future.

"I think this can be discussed later." The eldest prince of the Jinwu clan spoke up. He was very calm, over fifty years old, with blond hair and a shawl, and was an old Taoist priest.

"That's right, now I invite everyone to stand on the sidelines, let's solve the enemy of our clan first." The second prince of the Jinwu clan nodded, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan, who was facing forward.

"If you want to kill me, then come over first." Ye Fan turned back.

At this time, he had already arrived in front of the old man in Tsing Yi, and everyone was shocked. The sarcophagus was lying there, and some people tried to attack with holy soldiers and were blocked.

Ye Fan had no fear, naturally because of the rusty copper, the two old fellows seemed to sense the unusualness of this place, and never flew into their round sea.

The sarcophagus is terrifying, and every ray of qi that overflows is enough to obliterate a peerless character. It is so quietly displayed and extremely mysterious.

"Everyone, it's time to take action!" Someone from the Jinwu clan shouted, they felt bad, Ye Fan actually approached the old man in Tsing Yi, and he was not afraid of terrifying coercion. This was not a good sign.

Everyone else was also surprised. Ye Fan came under the undead tree and let the sun's fire essence pour over his body, but he was not damaged at all, and two old coppers helped him block it.

"Arrangement pattern, kill him here!" The eldest prince of the Golden Crow clan shouted, although he was in his fifties, he had a spirit that young people couldn't match.

"Lou!"

Except for the land crow, the eight golden crow princes all stood in a specific position, and a mysterious pattern spread under their feet, which made the heavens and the earth move.

"What, this is the ancient divine formation of the Golden Crow!"

Each of the eight Golden Crows holds an ancient array flag, written by a saint! This is to kill, not to give Ye Fan a chance at all, and at the same time, he is planning and acting for the Tree of God.

"They actually put out this divine pattern, this is an ancient killing formation, and the peerless god king will drink hate when trapped in it!"

People were horrified, this was the Jinwu clan's sect-suppressing formation, which had not been born once for thousands of years, but it was created for Ye Fan's sake.

"boom!"

An ocean-like force was surging, the dark clouds rolled, and the demonic clouds swept the sky, drowning this place all at once!

The eight-pole flag was pitch black as ink, like eight ancient gods and demons, terrifying and boundless, standing there, with the power to traverse the three thousand worlds.

At this moment, a terrifying ray of light rose up in this ancient killing formation, flaming and scary, a golden figure appeared, standing proudly in the dark cloud, he was incomparably tall, towering above the demon cloud, and his eyes opened and closed. Golden light that reaches dozens of miles!

"That's......the Great Sage of the Golden Crow!"

"This Primordial Killing Formation is so terrifying, it even summoned the clone of the Great Saint of the Golden Crow!"

The terrifying energy was released, and many people in Tanggu fell to the ground on the spot, unable to stand at all. The unruly and unruly power that I am the only one in the sky and the earth made everyone tremble!

Only the great forces with holy soldiers can maintain their composure, and others can't move without being frightened by the softness.

"What are the Jinwu people going to do?!, people were extremely shocked.

To deal with a Ye Fan? It's really a big deal. This is the sacred formation of the Jinwu family. It's enough to kill the peerless god king.

This is not some imitation of the ancient flag, but the original flag of the real Primordial Killing Array, which was placed here today.

"The Golden Crow Clan wants to swallow the Divine Fusang Tree alone!" someone shouted.

Li Tian and Yan Yixi took their actions to express their stance, and they were the first to take out the Goddess Furnace and rushed forward.

"Everyone, I can assure you that this move is just to kill Ye Fan, and please wait and watch!" Lu Ya spoke at the right time, and sacrificed his black wings and golden sharpness, and behind him two old golden crows also helped to fight against the goddess furnace .

Originally, everyone else wanted to take action, but at this time they stopped.

"boom"

In the sky, the dark clouds are rolling, the magic fog is monstrous, and the sky and the earth are pitch black. Just like in the ancient times, a golden figure stands in the clouds, and the eyes are terrifying, even more dazzling than the sun!

He has already made a move, strode forward, and wants to kill Ye Fan, and the mighty world-defying power that he unleashes shocked nine days and ten places, and Fei is far away.

Ye Fan was not surprised, he stood calmly in front of the one-armed old man, without a trace of fear, he secretly sent a voice transmission to Yi Qingwu, and said, "If you return the Guanghan Que to you, can you cooperate with the goddess furnace and send the tenth prince of the Jinwu clan to the king?" And the elders have all done one blow?"

"That's impossible, the black-winged golden mirror is a holy soldier, and that immemorial killing formation is even more terrifying!" Yi Qing danced with ice muscles and jade bones, curling up Nana, like a fairy under the moon.

"Forget it." Ye Fan said.

"Who am I, who am I," the one-armed old man in azure asked himself, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he raised his head abruptly, and picked up the sarcophagus.

The Golden Crow God of War in the sky, full of light, stood in the dark clouds, coercing Jiuzhongtian, but when facing the gods and the sarcophagus, he was extremely dignified and stopped moving forward.

"Nine heavens and ten earths, only I am the only one, sweeping the three thousand worlds, reversing the six paths of reincarnation, I am the Holy Emperor of the Sun!"

The one-armed old man in Tsing Yi hugged the sarcophagus and said slowly, at this moment, it seemed to shake the three realms and six realms, the whole vast black North Sea waves hit the sky, and the clouds in ten directions collapsed.